This poem is broken

restlessness spits the wall of death
in hunger & pain.
my body rotates like a disc
surrendered sound of music.
tip toed stigma, a struggle each day
insects sound screeches,
this wooden brain,
or an empty space of lovemaking.
call it anything.
say it names, zig-zag platonic voids
plastic belly button games.
sick voice of head.
call it anything.
a flower holds the world,
its a silhouette speaking of a grave.

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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.


      1. No, D. It’s your creativity, the beautiful power of imagery you possess, the wonderful talent that the God has blessed you with. Sadness may accentuate certain emotions, but it shouldn’t take away all the credit just for that. Coz I know you would always be an amazing poet, whether you’re sad or not. 🤗😘❤️

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  1. Beautiful as expected MVS. But I struggle with ‘poem is broken’. I don’t know if it’s my sad state right now, but I would look for happiness in you.
    But a flower holds the world 🌸

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  2. You, my dear, can never be a broken poem..even you are shattered in million pieces will have a beauty of its own. So let you bleeding mind and restless body go beserk on paper and create a masterpiece. Love and hugs, dear.

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  3. Oh! This is some virulent void reflected upon and perchance taken care of – I like the visual tapestry of your words. Read your most recent verse too.
    It’s the act of writing which fuels this restlessness or restlessness that paves the way for the act and it shall hopefully go on, for it makes us see beyond the spillage of words and draw poems, albeit broken ones, out of them. Also hoping that it is not at the expense of self.

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